Brother Dorian praised his craftsmanship, and before paying, he also lifted the doll up and commented honestly.
There is no doubt that the workmanship is good. As a player in the handicraft industry, it is much better than the legendary needle wizard Kelin.
The main problem now is that Dr. Dorian doesn't look like he's bragging.
"Do you need a doctor? A stranger."
As expected, after his interest was successfully aroused by the doll, the next moment Dorian took the initiative to ask why he was here, with a tone of soliciting customers.
There is no doubt that his vision is accurate, but his reaction is a bit too similar to that of the old lady.
So as a foreigner, to these aborigines, no matter what I do, it will just pass by without leaving any trace?
In Doctor Dorian's view, he is just a stranger who comes to seek medical advice at dawn?
interesting.
The decision to collect more props was the right one.
He looked down at his hands before paying.
The next moment, he didn't say anything in a hurry. Instead, he picked up the sword and made a wound on his left arm, and easily picked out a blood clot and threw it away.
Even the process was deliberately slowed down a little so that the other party could see clearly enough.
"As you can see, yes."
…
Sure enough, doctors don't like patients who do random things on their own.
For a moment, no sound came from the consulting room, and even the eyes on the window moved away.
Of course, before paying, he knew very well that the other party had just moved to a more hidden position and was carefully looking at the murder weapon in his hand, presumably to assess its safety.
It's completely understandable. After all, under the recovery effect that I deliberately suppressed, the blood was still flowing down. Combined with the traces all over the body, the visual impact was indeed relatively strong.
Therefore, with this understanding, I did not rush before paying. I stood very calmly and allowed myself to be evaluated.
"These things...are all yours?"
And finally at a certain moment, Dorian's voice came from behind the door again.
"None of that."
Fu Qian was surprisingly honest about this, holding a sword flower in his hand and pointing in the direction he was going.
"I arrived yesterday and walked around, meeting many kind-hearted people...such as this doll."
He compared the puppets again.
"I met her owner Hilaria at the church. Although she seemed relatively silent at first glance, after getting in touch with her, I realized that she was a lady who was cold on the outside and warm on the inside. She was not pedantic because of her faith."
"After chatting with me for a while, she expressed that she could not help me with the problem I encountered, suggested that I look elsewhere, and gave me this."
"It's really exquisite, isn't it? Although I think it still lacks a bit of her charm."
Before paying, he gestured with the doll's veil.
"While walking on the road, I kept thinking, would it be better if it were turned over and covered on top? It would be more contrasting than just pulling the neckline down a little."
"If you say that, it's true..."
There was always no trace of nonsense when he paid the bills, and when he started to express his creative inspiration, Dorian finally agreed a little, although his tone was a bit harsh.
"Right... As for this sword, a big brother dug it out of a pit and gave it to me when he didn't need it. He is really a very generous person."
"Of course, the most touching thing was an old lady. Not only did she tell me that I should go to a clinic in this situation, she also personally led me for a while and left when I was almost at my destination."
There was unadulterated gratitude on Fu Qian's face, and he looked like he was in a foreign land but deeply warm to his heart.
Click!
This time, Dorian did not directly comment on his statement. With a soft sound, the door was finally opened from the inside.
…
"Please come in."
"Sounds really good. In fact, I should thank them. After all, there have been no customers for a while."
The door opened wide, allowing Fu Qian to easily see the medical facilities inside the house.
Doctor Dorian, whom he hadn't seen for a day, stood sideways behind the door and made an invitation gesture towards him.
It's hard to tell whether this was a truly sincere statement, but it was obviously a reaffirmation that this was his first visit to Fu Qian, and the place hadn't been open for a long time.
"I see it."
Fu Qian's face naturally showed no signs of harm. Like most people who went out to seek medical treatment, he did not rush in. Instead, he stood outside and took a look to confirm the medical conditions and whether there were any pitfalls.
There is no doubt that it is deserted, and even the layout is very similar to last time.
The only difference is that the seat where he once received treatment is still there, but the dolls are gone, as if they have been temporarily put away.
laugh--
After nodding in agreement that the business was not good, he moved his shuriken to one side, picked out a piece of coagulated blood with his backhand, and then stepped through the door to avoid soiling the place.
"It's okay, but your situation does seem a bit serious. How could it be like this?"
Dorian also seemed to appreciate his such particular behavior.
Of course, the doctor was kind-hearted and indicated that it didn't matter if the blood spilled on the ground. At the same time, his first concern was the condition.
"Evil will be rewarded with evil."
Without looking back, Fu Qian responded very simply, even showing his metaphysical thinking about his condition.
"I beat a pregnant woman so violently that she even gave birth prematurely. It may be because of this curse."
…
At that moment, even the well-informed Dr. Dorian seemed to be quite touched. Not only did he not answer the call, but he even hesitated to close the door.
"Besides, this is just a visible symptom. All I can think about now is the sound of a baby crying, which is not very pleasant."
However, Fu Qian's confession wasn't even over yet. He found a seat and sat down before continuing.
"I have to say that this is indeed a case that I rarely encounter."
"I'm not denying the curse, but isn't your situation too serious?"
After all, it is a profession that is used to seeing all kinds of things in life. At this time, Dr. Dorian finally adjusted his mood, closed the door and sat down with him, frowning at the same time.
"Is it too serious..."
The doctor's evaluation seemed to be touching before I paid him. After he repeated it thoughtfully, he seemed to have thought of something.
"Is it because they are guilty of multiple crimes at the same time? I had beaten one earlier, and the attack was more severe than this one."
This is not to inflict sin on one's own desires.
In view of the existence of the Son of God, he appears to prefer the traditional method of gestation, which leads to him being known as the nemesis of the Son of God. He has done a lot of things that make people and gods angry.
And what Fu Qian was talking about was the teacup-chewing lady whom he met with the night watchman team shortly after starting this part-time job. ()